Chapter 1183: A bit of cold light, immediately, the gun came out like a dragon

"Junior, let the old man tell you what a saint is!"
Taihan saint roared, and Taihan Fa sensation behind him.
Reaching out and picking it up, the Hanyue Wheel was held in hand by the Taihan Law, and a bright halo burst out, like a full moon in the sky, cold and solemn.
"boom!"
The Hanyue Wheel's Taihan Method was slightly urged, and then whizzed out, instantly turning into a cold Changhong running through the world, with the power of suppressing everything, it rushed towards Zhao Yun.
The power of this blow was terrifying, and the void passed by the Hanyue Wheel broke apart in an instant.
The world is dark, and the power of terror seems to completely obliterate Zhao Yun, leaving no room for it!
This blow is the real power of the saint, unstoppable!
"Master Taihan is really angry, this is the magical power of the saint!"
Many disciples of the Ice and Snow Palace were moved when they saw this scene.
After the anger, the Taihan Saint, how terrifying, how can a mere half-sage be able to resist!
"Om!"
Zhao Yun's eyes were like electricity, and his sharp eyes shot from the depths of his eyes.
In a pair of eyes, the cold moon wheel that flew in the distance was reflected, without any fear.
"Night shot!"
Suddenly, Zhao Yun gave a soft drink.
"Huh!"
In the city of Thousand Snows, a beast suddenly felt his heart and burst out like an electric flash.
"hiss!"
There was a sound of earth-shaking horses, and a silver-white steed appeared under Zhao Yun and came up with Zhao Yun.
The pure white fur, the horse's mane that dances with the wind, and the silver light lingering around it all show the extraordinary of this horse.
Many disciples of the Ice and Snow Palace looked at the horse that suddenly appeared in surprise.
They felt the terrifying power fluctuations from the steed.
Even, the momentum of this steed is not lost to the two of Taihan Saint and Zhao Yun, how can this not make everyone scared!
"Yezhao Jade Lion?"
Even Qin Yi narrowed his eyes, his eyes flashing.
This is the jade lion of Yezhao that Qin Yi summoned Zhao Yun that day and was summoned with Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun's exclusive war horse, a war horse in the realm of saints.
correct.
This is a war horse that is stronger than the master, or more terrifying than most warriors!
This jade lion alone is enough to become the foundation of the Supreme Master and the Zhongzhou Dynasty!
"Ok?"
Taihan saints all brows for it, apparently recognizing the cultivation of Yezhao Jade Lion.
A demon saint in the sage state was surrendered and became a mount for others!
This is something that Taihan Saint had never thought of, or something that could not be believed at all.
The saint, the saint, what a noble status, in a dynasty, a family, that is the existence respected by thousands of people.
When did a demon tribe saint degenerate to the point where it became a mount for others?
However, at this time, too cold saint didn't have time to think, manipulating the cold moon wheel, blasting down in the air.
Zhao Yunyun sat on horseback, rising up with a more terrifying force.
The unity of man and horse.
In an instant, the breath and power of the Yezhao Jade Lion seemed to merge with Zhao Yun, and the enormous power in the Yezhao Jade Lion's body could also be called by Zhao Yun.
"call!"
Zhao Yun was no stranger to this feeling, and took a deep breath.
Zhao Yun slowly raised his right hand, illuminated the silver gentian spear, pointed at Taihan Saint from the distance, his arm was slightly bent, and pulled back.
"Om!"
Endless power, gathered to the tip of the gun, exuding terrifying power.
The strength is solid, like a brilliant and bright silver sun, emitting a suffocating brilliance.
A bit cold.
Soon.
The gun is like a dragon!